We’re going to FUCK.
The sheer gravity of the word sent a flood of excitement through my already-tingling loins. I couldn’t fucking wait. I couldn’t stop myself, even if I wanted to.
And I sure as hell didn’t want to.
I’d beaten Bryce back to his door and waited there with my back against it, chest heaving. He kissed me once, voraciously, before turning the knob and barking two simple words.
“In. Now.”
No sooner had he pushed the door open than I was on the bed, stretching my arms high overhead. Bryce was on me in an instant, pouncing like a tiger. He pinned my wrists to the bed. Kissed me again and again, as my pulse raced and my eyes darted perfunctorily left and right, taking in the room.
Oh honey, fuck the room.
I laughed at my own inner demons and grabbed him by the back of the head. Bryce kissed his way downward, along my neck, then my shoulder. His hands fumbled at my waistband, desperate to get my shorts off, while I reached down and pulled my shirt right over my head.
“Mmmm…”
With a boyish smile he buried his face in my tits, all warm and full and free. I let him lose himself there for a while. Savored the long-forgotten feeling of a man’s stubble against my bare breast, as he opened his mouth and took one of my nipples between his stark white teeth.
“Easy there, chief.”
I laughed and sighed at the same time, only to feel his tongue tracing big wet circles around my areola. His eager hands succeeded in getting my shorts down around my ankles. I scissored my legs and kicked them off.
No going back now.
To hell with going back. I needed this. Fuck I totally deserved this, considering how much I’d been putting my work life so far ahead of my social one. I hadn’t seen a guy in months. Hadn’t even kissed anyone, since—
“OhhhHHHhhh…”
I groaned out loud as two thick fingers sank into me. Bryce was still kissing my chest. Pushing my big breasts together, then licking and sucking and devouring them, while churning his hand through my considerable wetness.
FUCK. YES.
I bucked hard, arching my back, and then he was kissing my stomach too. Tracing his way downward, along my smooth unblemished skin. He alternated between kisses and nibbles, dragging his tongue the whole way. And still, his fingers, working their magic. Thumbing my ever-swelling button from time to time, while pushing past my flower. Penetrating my glistening folds.
“YESSSS…”
I hissed the word just as his tongue fluttered over my clit. He paused there for a few seconds, tracing the hood in slow, penetrating circles before finally moving lower, to lock his mouth right over my heated entrance. My open palms screwed into tight fists. In doing so they took up two big handfuls of thick, dirty-blond hair.
A single tear of happiness streamed down my cheek as I yanked him into me.
“Fuuuuck!”
It had been too long — way too long since I’d been touched like this. I squirmed happily as Bryce’s tongue plunged into me, stoking my furnace from the inside out. His fingers were still moving in and out of me, gliding deliciously back and forth. Using his elbows he spread my thighs even further apart, getting in deeper. Devouring me whole.
MMMMMMmmmm…
As my orgasm became inevitable, my head thrashed violently from side to side. I could feel my whole body shrinking in on itself. My eyes crossing.
Oh my GODDDDDDD…
I came like a thunderclap, exploding against his beautiful face. Gripping my new lover’s hair in both hands, I guided the flat of his tongue up and down, putting it exactly where it needed to be.
“NNNNGHHH!”
The noise was loud, guttural, animal
istic. Very unladylike. I didn’t have a care in the world. All that mattered was the explosion within my own tortured mind. The irrepressible heat and pressure of my building climax, followed by the sweet beautiful release as my brain filled with a rush of sudden euphoria.